Luyện nghe bài hát Old Haunts

A cherry bomb, you are a
Exploded, sparkling quiet
My teenage packed all my misery, baby
To fingertips that ignite
And all along you knew my story, you
And all night I carried yours
Your blood was mixed and robbery, baby
And left us always more

So don't sing me your about the good times
Those days are gone and you should just let go
And God the man who says
If you'd have known me
Old are for forgotten ghosts
Old haunts are for forgotten

Cherry bomb, your love is
Removing what you don't
And every breath felt a funeral, baby
While you packing up your car
And with the window
I your tired mouth
You everything
And all your old welcomes out
And shame on you, my
You your youth away
Memories are sinking
That never be saved

So don't sing me your songs the good times
Those days are gone and you should let them go
And God the man who says
If have known me when
Old are for forgotten ghosts
Old haunts are for forgotten

And shame, shame, shame, on you
You kept your mind and heart and
Just a tomb
And shame, shame, shame, on you
You kept mind and heart and youth
like a tomb

And don't sing me songs about the good times
Those days are gone and you should let them go
So God the man who says
If you'd have known me
Old are for all those ghosts
And don't sing me your songs the good times
Those days are gone and you should let them go
And God help the man who
If you'd have me when
God the man who says
If you'd known me when
God help man who says
My baby, if have known me when
Old are all we've ever known